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100

I was sent with a message to a city I loathed,
But instead of a horse, in a fish I was clothed.
I fled from the Presence, or so I believed,
But even in darkness, my prayer was received.
A vine gave me shade, then it withered away,
As I waited for fire that wasn't for that day.

Jonah

100

What is the mitochondria?

The "powerhouse" of the cell, responsible for generating most of its energy.

100

My father lost his head, a kingdom lost its king,
I spent years in exile, a wandering thing.
But I was called back in sixty, to restore a crown,
Known as the "Merry Monarch," I reclaimed my town.

King Charles II

100

I was born in a laboratory of ego and sparks,
A patchwork of pieces gathered in the dark.
My creator fled when my eyes first flew wide,
Leaving me with a loneliness I cannot hide.

Frankenstien - Mary Shelly

200

Jesus was arrested in this garden shortly after the Last Supper.

 Gethsemane

200

What does the four letter alphabet , A, T, C and G stand for.

Adenine, Thymine, Cytosine, and Guanine

200

I am a king who ruled for sixty years,
Though I was known to have some "mad" fears.
Science and art in my time took hold,
And my story is one often told.
My son took my place, the fourth of my name,
When I was too ill to continue my claim.

George III

200

I start with families, happy and not,
A woman seeks love in a world passion forgot.
Scandal and sorrow her new path define,
Her life, a fast train on a dangerous line.

Anna Karenina - Leo Tolstoy

300

In the book of Judges, this is the number of years the land had "rest" after the victory of Deborah and Barak.

40 

300

What is messenger RNA

The molecule that carries instructions from DNA to the ribosomes for protein synthesis.

300

I was not born to take the crown,
But circumstance ensured my long renown.
For seventy years, I held the reign,
Across the world, my image did remain.
I drove a truck in wartime's fray,
And kept my counsel, come what may.

Elizebeth II

300

I arrived in a coffin filled with native soil,
To a fog-covered city where the living toil.
I have no reflection and I fear the day,
Transforming to mist as I hunt for my prey.

Dracula - Bram Stoker

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